Nihill - Woestenij LP

Nihill – Woestenij LP

Last April our dear friend and vocalist for Nihill and DDCHDRN Michiel Eikenaar sadly passed away after fighting a long battle against cancer. “A commanding frontman and fantastic lyricist, a great visual artist, but above all, a big friendly loveable guy. Death comes for all of us. It comes for the strongest, the brightest and the most loved, and Michiel was all of those things and much more.” – Vince/Nihill

Tartarus is proud to reissue Woestenij as a onetime vinyl pressing of this essential Dutch black metal release, to pay tribute to our lost brother.

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Last April our dear friend and vocalist for Nihill and DDCHDRN Michiel Eikenaar sadly passed away after fighting a long battle against cancer. “A commanding frontman and fantastic lyricist, a great visual artist, but above all, a big friendly loveable guy. Death comes for all of us. It comes for the strongest, the brightest and the most loved, and Michiel was all of those things and much more.” – Vince/Nihill
Michiel made an everlasting impression on Tartarus by not only making the Woestenij EP by Nihill being the labels’ first release: but also designing the logos and thus creating its visual identity which has propelled the label into a world we could never dream of. Michiel and Tartarus will always have a special bond; Now and forever.

Tartarus is proud to reissue Woestenij as a onetime vinyl pressing of this essential Dutch black metal release, to pay tribute to our lost brother.

Known for their crushing trilogy on Monumentum / Hydra Head Records, Nihill return with “Woestenij”. The waste land these exclusive tracks linger on are framed in “Fantoom” and “Eidolon”, those that dwell between the worlds, and so this tape dwells amongst the ruins the trilogy left behind. “Fantoom” touches upon the words of old, the chants of the forgotten and revered, the slow, dragging rhythms drag the lonely, eerie, guitar line through the voids of lost realms and discarded images. “Eidolon” is a goodbye, a farewell to father and self, the quavering screams of the crowd can be heard in the chaotic squeals and distortion surrounding the looming threat of the gallow’s fall. This tape is a farewell, a haunting, a promise.